Fox Force 5

[White Queen]

Thora Birch

Thora aimed her sniper rifle... relaxed her breathing... cponcentrated on her target... she focused... she was one with the rifle... it was an extension of her... relax... relax... now then... wait for the moment... and... fire!

Thora lowers her rifle and frowns... it was a miss... she grabed her pair of binoculars and focused on the bullseye she had been aiming at in the practice area... yes... definetly a miss... again...

" Damn it ! ", if she was only half as good firing that damn rifle as she was in physical combat she could stop practicing... but no... the rest of the girls on the team insisted she kept practicing... until she got it right.. .she had gotten the lowest score at their last evaluation in the shooting range...

" Enough practice for today ", she walks to her room , cursing her awful aim all the way...


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[MBS1969]

Francisco Scaramanga

Scaramanga looked out to sea from his own private island in the South China Sea. Soon he would leave this place and travel to the US on a very important job. To his client's all jobs were important but he could see that this next one was more important than usual.

He looked at the bed where his mistress slept, even though he hadn't told her, she knew he was leaving. It was only before a mission that they made love and that was what had happened last night. She understood that in his line of work it could be the last night they spent together, but it was his decision.

Scaramanga looked at his open case, a few items of clothing and an innocent looking gold lighter, cigar case and pen set. Innocent looking for airline security but deadly in reality because these items reassembled made his golden gun.

He looked at his watch and saw it was time to leave, he walked out of the mansion to the small microplane on the beach. Dressed in an open necked shirt and smart pants he looked every bit the English gent away from home. But soon the lies and deception would begin and life would change once he arrived in America in a lit under two days time....

 

[Lady Pendragon]

Christina Ricci

Christina sat at her table studying the contraption before her. She was really great at building a bomb, but defusing it had always been a challenge.

Ten.....nine..... "No!" She thought as she saw the last ten seconds depleting. Six......five.....four......three...

With that, she picked it up an threw it with all her might across the room. It hit the wall and red paint went all over as it 'exploded'.

"Piece of shit! Why the hell can't I get this fucking thing to work?!" She screamed at herself. "Damn" She tried to catch her breathe.

"I have to get something to eat." She was saying to herself as she walked down the hall to the caferteria. She thought perhaps that would help her feel a little better about blowing a red splatter all over her roommates side of the room and bed.

 

[Dj_Maximus]

Russell Crowe:

Russell had just finished his latest scheme. He had infiltrated a highly acclaimed judge's elite entourage. He made friends with his bodyguards. He went wherever the judge went. He knew his schedule, he knew his life.

And now Russell knew his death. Aiming the powerful rifle from the rooftop, he fired once.

He looked through his sight and saw that the aim was accurate. The judge keeled over, struck down in mid stride. The judge's bodyguards rushed to close the circle around him but it was already too late.

Russell calmly packed his rifle away, lit a cigarette and slowly and casually strode away from his vantage point above the hectic crowd below.

Another mission successfully completed, and yet he still felt empty. The money was good, but he was growing tired of the games.

Packing his belongings, he slipped unnoticed from the judge's Malibu retreat and made his way to the awaiting seaplane down the beach.

"Where to now?" asked the pilot.

"California" Russell replied, tossing his cigarette into the water as he boarded the tiny plane.

 

[MBS1969]

Francisco Scaramanga

Scaramanga expertly landed his plane at the Kowloon airport, from here he was just a short boat ride from Hong Kong where the next leg of his journey would commence.

Making sure that his bag was safely with him he left his plane at the hanger he always used and walked to the nearby marina to catch the boat to Hong Kong.

After his 30 minute boat journey to Hong Kong he toyed with the idea of visiting one of the women he sometimes used in this island city, but thought better of it, there would be time for that on the return leg. No errors now he thought to himself.

He hailed a cab and within an hour he was at Hong Kong International airport where he had given himself a choice of flights to Europe. He chose the Lufthansa flight to Frankfurt as that one left first.

An hour later he was in the air heading west on the second leg of his journey, IT was getting closer, 36 hours or less and he would be in America, ready for business. He patted his case and his face cracked into a thin deadly smile.

 

[White Queen]

Thora Birch

Thora walked to her room... opened the door and stood, shocked at what she saw... no!! not again!!

" Cristina !!! ", her part of the room she shared with Cristina was all messed up and covered in red pain... in the floor the device that looked like a bomb... another practice gone bad...

Thora storms through the hallways of what made the headquarters of the Fox Force Five group, looking for her roomate, finally she finds her at the cafeteria... Thora stands looking at her and screams at her... " Cristina!! ".

 

[Lady Pendragon]

Christina

Christina ducked at the shrill voice of her roommate. She knew what was coming and prepared herself for it.

"Sorry, I will get someone to clean it up in a bit. Just let me enjoy my lunch before it explodes."

It was only the second or third time that had happened. It seemed she more the practiced the more paint was in each bomb.

"On the bright side, I now know if you throw them they explode on impact." She tried to joke.